Debt to a Druid

[Arthur Pendragon]

Arthur was never going to live this down. Not only had Guinevère -- her off ALL people -- seen him in his horribly embarrassing state, but his father had decided to announce it to the council that his son had grown donkey ears, fur and spoken like one, emitting those horrible noises. Even if no one ha the audacity to say it to his face, the Prince knew that there would be whispers and teasing about this behind his back. He hated the thought of it, but what else was he to do? It was all that blasted goblin's fault, and Arthur just wished he could have seen it dead. Magic had no limits and it never ceased to amaze him what it was capable of.

He was in the woods, getting away from everything and everyone. He was even unaccompanied by Merlin who usually came along with him. He knew his servant would not be able to pass up the opportunity to mock him though, and he certainly did not want to deal with that right now. He was dressed in his usual hunting attire, having no apparent sign that he was the prince, which was something he liked and sometimes took advantage of. Of course, it usually resulted in him being forced to reveal his true identity. However, today he hoped he would not be bothered by anyone, as he needed the time to himself.

Unfortunately, he had hoped for this too soon. As he had been preparing his crossbow, he suddenly heard additional voices approaching him. He was too far away from his horse to make a clear get away and it did not take long for him to suddenly be surrounded by a group of bandits. They began to murmur amongst themselves and from what Arthur could tell, they did not know he was the Prince. That was both good and bad. They were eying his weapons, but not out of fear; it was more out of greed. They wanted them, and they were going to kill him for them. After they warned him to hand everything over, followed by Arthur's refusal, one of them charged at him. He pulled his sword out of the sheath and fought back. The men were not overly skilled but the advantage they had was number. There were eight of them and only one of him. Even as the most skilled warrior, he could not fight eight men on his own.

And yet, he was not so ready to admit defeat. He would fight with skill and technique while all they had was the spontaneous swinging of their swords with no real target. But Arthur could not keep an eye on all of them at once and could feel the others coming towards him, armed and ready to strike.

_{Setting: In the woods
Time of Day: Very early morning
Timeline: Season 3, after Goblin`s Gold
Tag: Keleth Silverkin}

[Jayden Philips]

(As soon as your done with the posting layouts I will use mine as well as a signature hehe no rush though)

Keleth walked out of the cave of where a small village of druids had lived after 2 years of hiding. The sound of the waterfall coming down onto the bottom of the river could only be heard and was a beautiful site to been seen. As he walked out his 17 year old sister walked out beside him, long black hair pale skin with green eyes. She rushed out seeing how she would always miss him leaving by a few seconds. "What do you want Lara? I'm busy at the moment!" Keleth spoke with an irritated tone but then his mood had changed as he sense something within the forest.

Though he had already knew what his sister wanted, teach her new magic techniques in the dark arts but he was busy trying to clear his head. But this time clearing his head wasn't going to happen. This ability he had received always was able to not let him clear his head. He could hear panic from the forest, fear, and blood thirst feelings in his head. Keleth's head would throb in pain as he continue to feel the emotions of the forest. Voices were all he could hear in his head. Bandits no doubt. His sister notice the change in his mood and figured it was his new ability at works again and smiled and placed her hand at his shoulder and left back into the cave.

Keleth closed his eyes to maybe help him stop the images but as he closed his eyes he was slammed with an image of 8 bandits trying to kill a single person. Greedy bandits picking on a hunter out in the woods. Immieditly he knew where this group of bandits were thanks to his gift the forest had guided him through the many roads toward the hunter.

Few minutes passed as he sprinted toward the group he could hear laughter and swinging swords hitting each other and knew he was at the right place. Keleth was wearing regular clothes with his normal black robe over him. Watching from a distant he notice the group of bandits were now just messing with their target and it grew to anger Keleth. His eyes drew white as the tree branches bursted from the tree and landed on top of four of the bandits. Grabbing his bow he drew an arrow and released his hand. The arrow flew right passed arthur and hit one of the bandits from behind. Keleth sprinted toward arthur to make sure he was all right. 'Are you all right?" Keleth asked as he shot another arrow at an incoming bandit who just charged like a idiot at Keleth. The rest of the bandits grew angry and drew their weapons out. 2 of the eight were killed and 4 more were out cold on the ground leaving just two more with swords charging at Keleth and Arthur. Keleth's back was turned toward Arthur as Keleth's turned once again white as he enduced his magic with in the forest as small vines drew from the ground and tripped the two onto the ground.

Tag: Arthur

[Arthur Pendragon]

Arthur knew he was fighting a losing battle and that he would need a miracle to get him out of this one. He could not have spoken too soon. A random tree branch suddenly fell on half of the men. How had that happened?! No matter. The point was that it had happened and it had ultimately saved Arthur, putting him in a much better position with better odds than he was before. His situation only got better. He saw an arrow fly by him and turned to see the target it hit, but then he quickly glanced back to find the source. He saw a mysterious hooded man emerge from the trees, coming towards him. Arthur was still on guard, even with this man, as he had no idea where had come from or what his intentions were.

His words however put Arthur at more ease. He was questioning his safety, while still fighting the men. Arthur was surprised, but quickly snapped out of this shock knowing that they had to finish this battle, otherwise they would both end up dead. He focused his attention back onto the two men that now remained. Luck was on his side again, and they managed to trip onto the vines from the ground and fell hard. Arthur took this opportunity to eliminate them as threats. When one began to get up, stumbling to his feet, clearly disorienated from unexpectadly tripping, Arthur insterted his sword right through the mans' chest, offering him a quick death with ease. The other man looked at this, and then looked at Arthur and began to swing his weapon had him. Killing this man took a few more blocks and swings, but eventually, the sword managed its way through his side and he too was dead. Arthur took no pleasure in killing people, if they were going to charge at him, he had to act defensively.

When there was no life in them left, Arthur began to catch his breath, looking at those two, and then the other corpses that they were surrounded with. And then he looked at the man who had saved his life. Arthur was not one to easily forget this sort of act. He would graciously reward him with whatever he wanted. An honor of the highest kind. The man had not even know he was risking his life for the Prince of Camelot. This fact was what made Arthur appreciate such actions even more. They had no expectations when helping a complete stranger, other than ensuring their protection. It showed that some people were inherently good, and that not only knights were honorable men.

"You saved my life," he said in a mixed tone. It held surprise, though was not exactly a question, nor was it a statement to start and end the conversation. It was something he said as an opening to a further explanation as to the motives for what the man had done. Either way, he would forever be grateful and no words of gratitude could express how much.

[Awesome! Thanks so much for your patience! Might just take me a few days to get them up! But I will try to at least get the signature done!]

[Jayden Philips]

(Even though i will be naked on posts but thats okay lol)

Keleth watched as the man he just saved end the lives of the bandits. One of them came at him but it was no fair right, this hunter had very great techinque and skill in swordmanship. It only a few quick swings was that bandit on the ground dead lifelessly. The voices had stopped in his head which was nice and a calm breather for Keleth for the time being. Smiling at Arthur he got up from the ground and walked over to him, "Indeed I have. I was just in the forest when I heard voices. Eight to one isn't very much fair. Name is Keleth Silverkin. You have great skill on the field of battle. Even when you were out match. Must have taken lots of training." Keleth spoke as he commented on the hunters skill with a sword.

Keleth was okay with a sword, though he wasn't the best at it. If he was tossed a sword he would make the most of it but doing it as a living like a knight he wouldn't see it posible for him to live that long. A quick small breeze through the wind appeared through the forest, Keleth could feel the breeze brush pass his face. It was as if the forest was speaking to him. The feeling was peaceful almost at ease with what was happening. Keleth had always battled in his mind with such a feeling because it made him sound like a freak and so he never really brought it up to people in his village even to his father. "Your shocked that I saved your life?" Keleth spoke as he listened to the tone the man had spoke as stated the statement.

[Arthur Pendragon]

He had no idea who he was. It still made the man's actions very heroic and Arthur knew he had to find out more about the man who had just ensured his safety. "I was certainly not prepared for such an ambush," he admitted, not proud of that fact but it was fairly obvious since he was by himself in the middle of the woods. "I could say the same about you," Arthur complimented in regards to the combat skill he had, at least his aim was rather accurate as he had fired an arrow at one of the men and hitting the target right on. "It is an honor to meet you Keleth. I do not think I can thank you enough for what you have done. Your actions here today will not be forgotten."

Arthur did not much to reward him with right now, so he would have to wait. "You said you were just in the forest, do you live around here, or are you a traveler?" His question did not surprise him, even though he did not expect it. "I am," he admitted, unafraid to say this. "I had not expected anyone to come; I didn't know anyone was nearby. Furthermore, we were still outnumbered so I certainly had not expected someone to risk their life under such odds." Arthur's tone was formal, though sincere in what he said. He was not an overly emotional individual but that did not mean he did not speak without truth. He owed this man his life, and he was fully aware of it.

[Oh God . . . Arthur definitely doesn't want to see Keleth naked . . . I had better rush on those graphics! ]

[Jayden Philips]

Keleth wasn't expecting to run sprinting in the woods either to find this man, it was his natural gift that somehow his magical talent had picked up. It was a good thing and a bad thing Keleth thought. Good was because he can save people's lives like this, and bad because he can't get the voices out of his head when the forest decides to talk to him. Trying not to think much about his gift he was asked if he had lived around these parts or in town. Of course for his safety and his village safety he decided to lie and not say where he truely lived. "Well I'm out here hunting like yourself. I live in the lower part of Camelot. It is not much of a great place to stay but its more then the streets." Keleth spoke to the man who has yet to learn his name yet. Keleth would love to live in a house and were able to sleep on a bed of comfort, but yet he is use to the ground from living in the forest all his life.

Keleth began to question himself, as he kept listening to the man he sounded much as a knight then anything. Though it was just a mere thought that popped into his head but it was a crazy thing to think about. Why would a knight be in the forest in normal clothes...no such thing Keleth thought to himself. "Indeed I wasn't expecting such luck to arrive when those men both tripped on the ground. So were both in the same situation. We should leave this place before more Bandits show up looking for the rest of the group." Keleth decided to walk pass arthur to lead the way though he was in no state to stay in Camelot for he hated seeing the knights of camelot strolling about in the town. But he would simply sneak out of camelot after losing this hunter.

[Arthur Pendragon]

That would make sense. He was after all armed with a weapon, so it was only natural to assume the man had been hunting. "Seems we caught the wrong kind of prey," he said jokingly, referring the men that they had killed. It was getting more and more dangerous in the woods and they were lucky they were at least able to defend themselves. Arthur could only imagine some women who traveled on their own, defenseless, and falling victim to such brutalities. He had indeed encountered those in the past who had been subject to such ambushes, and had been clearly traumatized by it.

He pulled himself out of these thoughts of the dangers in his kingdom and gave a short nod of agreement. "How did you come?" He asked, wondering if he had a horse. If he didn't then he must live nearby. Arthur was not sure about Keleth, but he could certainly use a drink and some food before heading back to Camelot. "If you are in no rush to get back, maybe we could stop at a nearby tavern. I don't know about you but I certainly could use a drink." He did owe him a great deal after all and a drink and meal was just a very small way to repay him. "My horse is not far from here, unless you know of a place walking distance from where we are."

[Jayden Philips]

"We so Certainly do catch the wrong kind of prey. Hopefully no one followed them, or we could be in even more danger." Keleth spoke as his kept his face stone cold as he looked straight at the man who he had saved. It was hard for Keleth to begin to make up lies in his head trying to not say anything about his own kind. He decided to go with the simply answer which would see for him to pull off. "I walked here from Camelot. I feel more alive when it's just me and the woods." Keleth spoke as he turned his head up stared at the tall trees of the forest and his surroundings.

Keleth had missed dinner with his family and grew hungry. A loud rumble quaked in his own stomach which was echoed to the man who had now just offered to stop at a nearby tavern. Keleth gave off a fake smile as he had felt really embarrassed as his stomach made a loud sound for food. Keleth knew he should really head back to his village but his head was hurting a bit from the forest which he felt he needed something to make the pain go away. Nodding to the man, "My apologizes that you had to hear that terrible sound. I think stopping at a Tavern would be a good idea. I'm a bit hungry and in need of a drink to get rid of this ridiculous headache." Keleth spoke as he rubbed his head across his forhead.

Seeing how he had walked in the forest it would take him twice as long as if he was on a horse. With one sigh he decided he should just run to the end of the forest he knew there was a tavern in the low town of camelot. "I didn't quite catch your name? There is a tavern in the lower town of Camelot. It shouldn't take that long, I'm a fast runner!"

[Arthur Pendragon]

Arthur knew that the man spoke the truth. Even though they had managed to defeat the first group of men, did not mean that there weren't more out there, greater in number. There were still only the two of them; they could potentially be outnumbered. He did indeed sound like he spent a significant amount of time in the woods. Arthur knew the peace that the area should offer as it was his own escape from everything; all the stresses of the kingdom, even though ironically, it just seemed to create more with the amount of crime, creatures and other threats. "It seems that its not only just the woods anymore, but more and more people invading it and causes disturbances." The fact that he did walk though was rather impressive. Perhaps he had the time to do that, but it also meant that he must do it quite a bit if he was so used to it, as he said it rather casually.

Arthur gave a bit of a smirk when he heard the voice of his stomach beg for food. "No apology is necessary. I think that settled the question," he said, though Keleth had by now already agreed to it. "I'm sure the ale will get rid of that headache of yours." Arthur himself was not a big drinker, as he did not have the time or opportunity to attend the tavern. His drinking mostly consisted of wine with his meals which was a more refined drink as it was reserved for nobility.

"I will walk with you," he said, not about to ride while the man walked. "Just let me get my horse so that I can lead it back to the city." As he did not want to leave his animal out here in the woods when they went to the lower towns. When Keleth asked Arthur's name, Arthur was not sure he wanted to reveal it. He was enjoying this conversation, as it was one between men who were supposedly equal in ranking and class. At times, Arthur craved this sort of conversation, and it was why at times when he traveled, and was not dressed in his armor, he would tell Merlin to only address him by his first name. "My name is Merlin," he lied. He did not want Keleth to suddenly have felt as if he did his duty to protect the Prince of Camelot; he wanted him to feel no obligation to this as it was Arthur who owed him and he did not want to turn it the other way around.

[Jayden Philips]

Merlin the man said his name was. Keleth nodded to him and walked with him to go to his horse. Keleth almost wanted him to leave with his horse so he could head back to his camp but something told him he should tag along and get a meal out of it. "Nice to meet you Merlin." Keleth spoke as he walked with the man toward his horse. Few minutes ride passed them as they approach the horse of Arthurs. "Found your horse. Nice horse!" Keleth commented as he noticed the fine quality of his horse.

Few minutes later they were walking together toward the outskirts of the forest to head to the lower town of camelot. A whisper whispered through Keleth's head as he could hear running foot steps from behind him, voices with rage. Keleth stopped in mid track and turned his head around and notice a group of bandits running toward Keleth and Merlin. Taking out his bow Keleth released a few arrows toward the incoming bandits. A few of them fell to the ground but it wasn't enough for them all to be stopped. "We got trouble...." Keleth spoke as he sighed and prayed for the best to come for them too. Keleth can easily take them out but with the man named Merlin next to him he isn't able to produce the magic with out showing his true self.

[Arthur Pendragon]

Well it was definitely a good thing that Keleth did not have any doubts as to who Arthur was posing to be. Then again, why would he? If he had recognized him then he would not have asked the question of his name. But he would be Merlin for now. Of course he would have to down grade himself; act like a clumsy idiot. Or he could actually give a good image to go with that name. He would be doing Merlin a favor. Arthur smiled when Keleth complimented his horse. He put one hand on its neck, proud of the animal. As he led the horse through the woods, he suddenly heard Keleth say that there were more bandits. He quickly tied the horse`s reigns to a near by tree, not wanting the animal to get startled to the point of running off.

He shot a few arrows, but there were more coming. Arthur pulled out his sword, standing in a position where he was ready to defend himself and fight the coming attackers. "Get cover," he told him. "I will hold them off and if you can find a good vantage point where they will not be able to see you, then you can strike them." That way, Keleth would be able to fire his crossbow without being seen and that would give them the element of surprise, and distract them if they were forced to fight on two fronts. If he was as fast a runner as he said he was, then hopefully he would make it in time, before all the bandits came into view. Arthur did not want them to reach the city; who knew how much they would carry out their wrath and he did not want to risk any one else falling victim to their violence just because they got in the way.

[Jayden Philips]

(its a regular bow he is old fashion haha)

Hopefully this merlin will be able to hold off for a few seconds when they arrive. Keleth nodded to him and sprinted away from him and into the forest. He notice a tree large enough for cover noticing he was out of reach he whispered a few words as his eyes changed color his entire body flew into the sky landing on one of the branches. Moving his body from hanging on the branch he had placed himself ontop of the branch. Branches were covering him so that if anyone would notice they wouldn't see Keleth.

Keleth high enough in the air that if he had to drop out of the tree he wouldn't hurt himself that much but now he needed to focusing on helping merlin out before the rest of the bandits approach. Taking out his bow he notice two bandits rushing toward merlin, with a quick release of his hand his first arrow pierced through the air and landed in the guys chest where his heart was at. It was up for merlin to kill the second bandit near him.

Looking down at the ground he notice a few large branches hanging from the tree, "La noose ver ka!" Keleth whispered as his hand pointed toward one of the large branches. It was ripped off from its tree and fell down to the ground. Though the timing was off it gave arthur enough time to finish off the one bandit he had on him. As Keleth notice passed the large branch he saw 9 more bandits and top of that the leader added 10 who was on a horse grinning to himself. "We want him alive boys. Hes worth much alive then dead!" The leader shouted out loud.

Keleth was indeed confused this merlin guy has a bounty on his head. Raising his long bow he released a few more arrows which seem to hit maybe one or two more bandits who fell to the ground. But it seemed it wasn't enough to stop the rest of the men.

[Arthur Pendragon]

Arthur stood there, completely prepared to fight. With the release of the first arrow, Arthur knew that things would go according to plan. He held up his sword as the other bandit -- only briefly focusing on his dead accomplice -- swung his sword at Arthur, making the strong impact release the sound of a large collision between the two metal blades. Arthur used his strength to hold the blow, while the man tried to push his blade down. The amount of strength both men were using were evident in their expressions, until the bandit finally released it, and tried to swing again. Arthur could hear more approaching in the distance, and this was something that was giving the bandit confidence in his belief that he would defeat Arthur; he was outnumbered.

And then suddenly, out of no where, a very large branch fell, creating enough time for Arthur to kill the bandit right now. It was lucky . . . too lucky. But Arthur would not reject such luck; he welcomed it in situations such as this where there seemed to be limited hope. For the second time, Arthur blocked it, this time from the other side. The Prince would not wait for a third time. This time, he was the one to swing for the attack and the man, not expectant of this action, lost the grip on his sword, allowing Arthur to take advantage and stabbing him in the chest with his blade.

Arthur pulled out his sword, hearing a man exclaim that they wanted him alive. Damn it! They knew who he was. They were going to take him and hold him for ransom. Arthur wondered if Keleth heard them, but he would deal with one thing at a time. After all, the fact that he lied to someone was not as important as ensuring both of their safety and making sure they survived this attack. The flying arrows were making all the difference. The men were confused, trying to determine where they were coming from, and while in this state of panic, Arthur took the opportune moment to attack.

His opponents were armed, yes, but they were not trained soldiers. They had no technique, no set way of fighting and as they could not kill him . . . it limited their movements. This did not fall on blind eyes, and Arthur took advantage of every moment. He blocked and swings at him; even if they were not going for the mortal blow, he was. But there were still a lot; at least seven of the them. Each one that fell dead to the ground was only followed by another. Arthur would not stop to admit defeat and allow these men to take him, demanding a payment for his return. He had experienced a ransom with others that he loved and was not going to allow them to get anything for him. Arthur needed to get to the leader, the man on his horse. And he needed Keleth to distract the others in enough time for him to be able to kill him so that they could make a clear break from this. There were only about four men left, and so it was definitely possible, if the archer continued to use his precision and skillful aim.

[ Hahah oops! My bad! ]

[Jayden Philips]

Why would these bandits want him for ransom? Keleth pondered these thoughts in his head as seconds passed by. The time itself felt like they had slowed down and everything was in slow motion to Keleth. He looked at merlin and then back to the leader on the horse then it had clicked. The only person who would ransom somebody is if they are noble. Prince Arthur! Keleth eyes grew big and he felt angered by the fact he had saved his life and he wanted to just let the rest of the bandits kill Arthur.

Raising his long bow, he placed an arrow that pointed at Arthur. Keleth wanted to release his arrow and kill Prince Arthur for himself but that surely wasn't getting him anywhere. It was his fathers fault that Keleth has anger. Seconds before one of the bandits came from behind Arthur Keleth's arrow was released. The arrow pierced the mans chest as he fell to the ground. Taking two arrows from his back he fired both of them at the same time as they hit the second bandit that came running at Arthur. There was one more person left, well two if Arthur could kill the bandit he has on him. And then the bandit leader would be the final person to kill. "In the tree!" Shouted the leader. With no second to think the third bandit had pulled out a cross bow and shot an arrow toward Keleth.

Keleth looked at the arrow coming straight toward him, "Huwen Le Ta!" Keleth mumbled as the arrow slowed down in flight. Taking the moment to see the arrow before his eyes he slide down the tree and carried his bow and landed onto the road of the battle. With a quick reaction he pulled out another arrrow and let go of his bow's string and the arrow spirawled into the chest of the almost last bandit.

[Arthur Pendragon]

Since Keleth had eliminated that one bandit, that left two . . . one of which was the leader, and one that would probably be maintaining his distance until he was the last one standing. In Arthur's experience, the leader would always challenge him to a final fight, as if Arthur had wounded their pride and they had something to prove to themselves. Arthur understood as he did have his own pride. But still. It was just one more person to kill, and for what? For money? The greed of men constantly shocked him; to see what lengths some would go to if only to acquire a little money . . . it was truly a terrible thing.

When one directed the arrow at the tree, Arthur quickly looked at where it had gone, and hoped it had not killed the man who had saved his life . . . twice now. He had no obligation to stay with him, and yet he did anyway. And he did not know -- well, to Arthur's knowledge -- that the man he was continuously helping was the Prince. Seconds after, Keleth jumped from the tree and Arthur's eyes quickly searched him for any sign of a wound. There was none. And he had taken care of the last bandit . . . except for the leader.

The leader, angry with his obvious failure, drew his sword and began to charge towards Arthur. The Prince quickly pushed Keleth out of the way, before the man had the chance to use his blade to eliminate Keleth as the barrier between him and Arthur. With one hand Arthur pushed the archer and with the other, firmly held up his sword, blocking the attempted strike by the bandit. The leader, filled with rage, moved his sword and forcefully swung again. Arthur, again, blocked it, feeling the strength of the man but also quickly learning and familiarizing himself with the man's pattern. His anger made him irrational and have no plan in the way he attacked him. So Arthur would just have to keep blocking his strikes until he left that one spot vulnerable enough to go for the kill.

They danced around it for some time though, the clear road giving them the grounds they needed to move around. The leader was moving forward, while Arthur was forced to move backwards. It was clear who kept initiating the attack, but that was not to say Arthur was going to submit to them. The leader no longer had any intention of holding Arthur for ransom, as now, he was ironically the one outnumbered. He wanted to kill the Prince, and it was very apparent in the way he swung at him and tried to get his blade to slice his throat to kill him immediately. Unfortunately, for the bandit, he did not get that far. With one more swing at him, Arthur blocked it and then with all his might, pushed his opponent's blade upwards. As it was still grasped by the bandit, but higher in the air, Arthur ducked down, practically crouching on one knee and pushed the blade right through the man's heart. He froze, a pained expression replacing the once menacing and infuriated one, and then crumpled to the floor, joining the other corpses.

Arthur took a few deep breathes, as he pulled the sword out and positioned it so that the tip of the blade was in the ground and Arthur -- still crouched on one knee -- placed both hands on the hilt of his sword, putting his head on top of them as he continued to catch his breath. After a few seconds, he stood up, scanning the area to see if anyone had survived before turning his attention to the archer. "Are you alright?" He asked, a bit casually and yet there was an underlying worry in his tone. He was yet again, indebted to this man for Arthur knew that he would be dead now if it hadn't been for him, as there was no way he could have killed all these bandits on his own.

[Jayden Philips]

Keleth had been pushed toward the ground away from Arthur and the leader of the bandits. In his mind he hated the fact that he was pushed by the prince though it was really to only save his life. He gave credit for Arthur because it seems he does have a good heart but for Keleth it doesn't matter because his people are always getting hunted and losing their lives. Few seconds later Arthur begun to battle with the leader, blocking every swing. The leader seemed to be in rage because of all his men are dead on the ground which gave Arthur the upper hand due to his skill.

Keleth watched as the battle turned into a somewhat dance of blocking and swinging it was entertaining at some point but it had ended just a few moments when the leader had an opening in his stance and Arthur had blocked the attack and pushed his arms in air. That was where Arthur made his killer blow which Keleth could see in just seconds that the leader was now dead.

Through the entire battle Keleth began to think of ways to try to deal with Arthur but nothing came to mind. But then it hit him, take advantage of arthur and get close to him and then kill his father. Perfect plan to start with Keleth thought to himself. When Arthur asked Keleth if he was all right it had took him a few moments to answer due to his thoughts about how to kill the king. Looking at the tired prince he nodded, "I'm okay thanks. So Prince Arthur where were your royal knights?" Keleth spoke in a sarcastic way in hopes to joke around. Though Keleth hated to act all friendly with the prince but he knew it had to be done.

[Arthur Pendragon]

So Keleth had determined the truth. Arthur could easily deny it but he knew that it would be useless at this point. He probably would have eventually told Keleth about his name deception, so the fact that he knew it now didn't really matter. Besides, it was a logical explanation for why they wanted him alive for the ransom and it would be ridiculous to make up a huge elaborate story to provide another explanation other than the fact that he was royalty. Where as lying about a name, was far more simplistic. Arthur gave a bit of a smile.

"I hope you don't take any offense to my small deception," he said. He was not sure how to take the remark; whether it was bitter sarcasm, or a tone that suggested he understood it as a joke. He didn't seem to change his attitude towards him all that much so it didn't look like he was taking it to heart. And yet, there was still something in the way he said it that made Arthur wary. He would keep his guard a bit raised, but the truth still was that he had saved him and this was not something that would be so easily forgotten.

"But yes, I am Prince Arthur of Camelot," he properly introduced, using his full title this time. He did not answer his next question, though he knew that his knights would soon search the grounds for him. They had best return as it was. Besides, part of what Arthur was looking forward to in having a meal and a drink with Keleth was that he was just an ordinary citizen, but now that his true identity was known, it took out that aspect of the fun. So may as well have a more extravagant meal at his castle. "I should return to the city, but my offer of a meal and drink still stands if you would like to accompany me."

[Jayden Philips]

If Keleth wouldn't have lost his mother to Prince Arthurs father, he wouldn't be trying to take advantage of him. Using a different name could have caused more problems if it were somebody esle like his father no doubt but yet it didn't let it bother him much. "It happens." Keleth spoke in a short answer to his comment about him using a different name. Though Keleth would have love to rolled his eyes in front of him but that would have blown some what of his cover and that would put him in a difficult spot than before. Keleth has an advantage in the castle which will now be just a few more steps closer to seeing the kings death.

The sun has fully set and it had seemed it was now about noonish though Keleth could be wrong as he stayed in the forest most of the time and has really never been out to the city. Keleth doesn't like the fact that if he was caught in the city he would be killed. "Well Prince Arthur, it seems you owe me a meal and drink." Keleth spoke with a slight smile. The hardest part for Keleth was to think that arthur was a friend and to be so kind to him because he is a noble. It was a hard life for magic users such as druids. Being hunted every day trying to just live their life. The king was ruthless and didn't care if a baby was just born if it had some type of magic history it would die by his hands. Keleth and arthur began to walk to the end of the forest where Camelot waited for them.

(You can probly post in the castle now seeing how were done in the forest lol)